Hurt So Right.

Oh so much pressure,
building up
inside of
my eyes;
Know that I measure,
many crumbs
in spite of
my size;
For whom I treasure,
to perceive
tonguing the seams
of my mind;
Steeping with pleasure,
belting out
aloud and proud
my cries;
Too low down to measure,
climbing up
the liquid tendons
chopped cleanly rough;
Oh so much pressure,
blue, passive-
I love the ride.

3 thoughts on “Hurt So Right.

  1. This is fucking amazing! The way this pulls at the emotional, psychological and panders to the physical senses are mind blowing!
    I love it!